If I say go away know I mean it. Abduction of my freedom, makes you mock trust. Honestly, the longer you're with me, the more I feel alone. I hate the life you gave me.
Let me out of this cardboard box. You know how difficult it is for me to talk about life in general, when I open up to you, you think that I am about to overdose on Adderall.
I am not a dog, so why the hell am I on a leash? A human leash that might as well be a noose. I take one step in the direction opposite from yours, and you choke me back, right onto your strict path.
This isn't help, this is an invasion.
Yet.. I am the one who feels like the Alien.
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